My husband knows exactly how to spoil his naughty wife on Valentine's Day—he booked me an in-home personal massage with the hottest masseuse around, @tantricmike. The second his strong, oiled hands started gliding over my skin, I was already melting... those fingers were pure magic, teasing every curve, kneading tension away until my body was buzzing with heat. He flipped me over, and when his mouth followed—tongue circling my clit, sucking slow and deep—I came so hard my thighs shook around his face. No holding back after that. I pulled him up, wrapped my legs around him, and we fucked like we were starving for it. Cowgirl first, me grinding down on his thick cock, taking every inch. Then reverse so he could watch my ass bounce. Doggy had him gripping my hips, pounding deep while I pushed back moaning. Missionary locked our eyes, my nails in his back as he thrust harder, faster. He finally buried himself balls-deep and exploded—filling my tight pussy with a huge, hot load of cum that pulsed inside me until I was overflowing. Mmm, I stayed spread on my back after, legs wide, letting you watch it ooze out slow and creamy from my swollen, satisfied pussy... thick white trails dripping down my thighs. Best Valentine's gift ever, luv. My husband watched the whole thing, stroking himself, knowing his little sinner got exactly what she needed. Who's jealous?
